At this moment, all the hairs on Yu Yiming's body stood up, as if he was being stared at by some kind of prehistoric beast, and his energy was almost stagnant.
There is great terror between life and death!
Yu Yiming looked at Lu Ze's indifferent eyes that were completely inconsistent with his age, and vaguely returned to the time when he followed the top special forces team to perform a mission in the Beibu Gulf, and died when he saw the 10-star behemoth Snow Ankylosaurus suddenly appeared.
The feeling of presence.
Yu Yiming involuntarily took half a step back. Although it was only a short half step, it represented a complete retreat in spirit and spirit.
Under those indifferent eyes that seemed to penetrate everything, his thoughts, actions... everything was at a loss.
Lu Ze's eyes moved over without stopping, and finally fell on Wan Ziyue, who was staggering up.
He stood next to Wan Ziyue and said calmly: "Why don't you speak?"
Wan Ziyue coughed loudly, and when he saw the teeth spit out, his eyes became bloodshot.
However, two consecutive powerful and heavy blows...
It hurts too much.
A double blow from the spirit to the body destroyed his psychological defense and knocked him unconscious instantly.
This star student of Longmu Academy and a nobleman of the Wan family in Yandu, all he can do now is put his hands on the ground and breathe heavily.
Growing up, wherever he went, he was not the center of attention, where he was not complimented and respected...
【How could you hit me today!】
Deep hatred and deep fear were mixed together, causing the face looking down at the ground to constantly change, becoming ferocious and terrifying.
"I am Wan..."
Wan Ziyue didn't know what motivated him to speak again. He only knew that if he didn't express this attitude today.
Then the Wan family's face will be completely lost in the city of Shangnan.
For the family, losing face is even more important than losing his own face.
boom!
However, before he could finish his words, the left side of his face suddenly twisted, and a scabbard swept across his face again.
Wan Ziyue's head buzzed, and countless gold stars appeared in front of his eyes.
Then he spun up and fell heavily to the ground. The severe pain even made him open his mouth and lost his voice for a moment. His whole body was like a prawn in a steamer, hunched over and rolling violently.
Lu Ze lowered his raised right hand and stared at his feet indifferently.
This cold and cruel scene was not earth-shattering, nor was it as gorgeous as the battle with Shangguan Wu, but it sent shivers down the spines of every audience member.
Wan Ziyue's whole body was trembling, and he felt the screams of the cells in his body.
He could clearly feel the breath of death, and he firmly believed that if he persisted, he would definitely die.
The rich and noble princes of the past are now hunkering down to survive, humbly and begging.
This is the case for some people. No matter how heroic, tolerant, or cold-blooded they were before, when the time comes for life and death, they will collapse faster than normal people.
When the time comes, he'll fare no better than a bug.
Lu Ze looked at this poor creature, without even the slightest pity in his eyes.
"I ask, you answer."
Lu Ze's voice was light and ethereal, without any hint of fireworks.
Wan Ziyue's body trembled as he struggled, but he didn't dare to move.
"Let me ask you again, forty-two lives, how about kowtowing in front of these five thousand people?" Lu Ze spoke again, the same words, the same plain, but at this moment it carried an extraordinary momentum.
"I... knock."
Wan Ziyue's voice was dejected, he struggled to get up, turned around and faced the direction where the ten wasteland warriors died, raised his forehead slightly, and knocked heavily.
boom!
This picture fell into Yu Yiming's eyes, as if an iron hammer had hit his head directly, smashing him to pieces.
The once domineering eldest son of the Wan family, Wan Ziyue.
He knelt down at the feet of a young man like a walking corpse, knelt down in the sight of five thousand people, knelt down in front of ten corpses, and kowtowed heavily.
Time and time again, blood was pouring out of my forehead, but I still didn't dare to stay even half a minute.
At the edge of the field, Chai Fan came running panting, holding on to the wall, frozen in place with his whole body frozen, watching the scene blankly.
This young man, who had a forbearing mind and liked hiding a knife behind his smile, saw his eyes darken.
"It's over..."
"Mr. Chai, we can go." The major came with a solemn breath. When he saw the scene inside the venue, his pupils also shrank.
However, when he saw Lu Ze's profile, all the caution in his eyes disappeared. Instead, he picked up Chai Fan, who was a little limp, with one hand, and walked out without any explanation.
"Colonel Yang ordered that you must be brought back."
"So, Mr. Chai, please cooperate with our work."
"Ah……"
Chai Fan, who was forcibly dragged away, glanced at the major with dull eyes, with coldness and despair on his face, "Wan Ziyue is half dead, what's the use of me being taken away by you?"
Chai Fan smiled strangely as if he was giving up on himself, "Major Mu, the Wan family will not let go of everything here."
"Sorry, I only obey Colonel Yang's orders." Mu Jian kept walking, unmoved.
He is a direct descendant of Colonel Yang Xiao, and a direct descendant of Commander Yang of the Shangnan Military Region. He does not recognize anything except orders from his superiors.
not to mention--
It was Lu Ze who rescued him from the wilderness warriors of the Tiger Shark Society outside the wilderness.
Without Lu Ze, there would be no Mu Jian today.
As the two were walking out, a captain ran towards them. When they met, the soldier saluted with a military salute.
"Major Mu Jian!"
"Captain Wu, what's wrong?"
"Colonel Yang Xiao's latest order is to stay on guard after leaving the building."
"Huh? What does this mean? Why didn't Colonel Yang tell me?"
"You misunderstood. Colonel Yang is only executing the orders of the combat staff. The team orders have changed and are waiting to receive orders from the headquarters!"
After Captain Wu finished speaking, he turned back and retreated.
"commander……"
Mu Jian gently repeated these two words.
Chai Fan seemed to have regained some consciousness. He couldn't help laughing nervously after hearing these two words, "It must be Wanjia...it must be! As I said, no one can bear this responsibility, no one
I want to provoke the Wan family in the capital of Yanbei!"
Thinking of this, Chai Fan's brain became clearer and clearer, but the more clear he became, the greater the fear in his heart.
How the situation happened here and what consequences it ultimately had were far beyond his ability to handle.
Now Chai Fan just wants to leave here and go to a safe place, as far as possible first.
Wait until everything settles down, and then think about how to separate yourself from this accident.
Mu Jian helped Chai Fan, who was sometimes sad and sometimes happy, to walk away. When he was about to walk out of the gate of the boxing ring, he looked back.
At the end of the deep corridor.
The boy raised his wrist and chose to connect.
A three-dimensional projection shoots out.
Mu Jian's body trembled slightly, he didn't dare to look anymore, turned around and left quickly.
…
"Twenty-seven……"
"thirty……"
"Thirty-three……"
Wan Zi kowtows his head numbly.
Lu Ze looked at the middle-aged man with majestic eyes in the light screen.
"Major Lu..." the other party said.
"I have joined the King of War." Lu Ze spoke calmly as if he knew what the other party wanted to say.